1. The Thanatologist
... sitting in this chair for hours. Night has become a phantom, creeping in on me. I sit on a Pepto-Bismol pink cushion that is hard and flat, as if well used, as if countless people had come before me to contemplate. After a while you go numb, you forget you have probably been sitting in the chair for hours, maybe even days. Your mind wanders ... . You become saturated with your contemptibly unimportant surroundings. Soon the beeping of the machines becomes a song. The slow shallow breathing produces a melody. Your conscience shuts down. The weight of the events tonight is too much to bear...
- Word Count: 530
- Approx Pages: 2
- Grade Level: High School